nownovels Chapter 1043 Condensing the soul of the future, seeing a corner of the future, the scene of doomsday
Chapter 1043 Condensing the soul of the future, seeing a corner of the future, the scene of doomsday
Chapter 1043 Gather the soul of the future, see a corner of the future, the scene of doomsday
"Did I do something wrong?"
Luo Xiangling couldn't help asking himself, feeling very at a loss.
She has no love experience, Jun Xiaoyao is the first opposite sex who opened her heart.
But now, Luo Xiangling was actually a little bit afraid.
I was afraid that she and Jun Xiaoyao would really break up like this and become strangers.
If that was the case, Luo Xiangling couldn't imagine his emotions at that time.
I'm afraid I will really die.
Just when Luo Xiangling was restless.
Jun Xiaoyao stayed safely in his practice field.
With his monstrous talent, although it is impossible to comprehend the soul book too quickly, it will definitely not be slow.
In a blink of an eye, another few months passed.
Following Jun Xiaoyao's retreat and practice, it seemed that the entire top ten foreign states fell into a brief silence.
It's just that Jun Xiaoyao's various deeds are still spread in the top ten states, making countless people talk about it with great interest.
Jun Xiaoyao has also become the belief of many men and the object of worship of many women.
On Tuoba Yu's side, the missionary work went smoothly.
With Jun Xiaoyao's endorsement, there are almost no blind guys hindering them.
In addition, Tuoba Yu is also very smart, he will not go to those big royal families, quasi-imperial families to preach.
Only go to those slave tribes and preach among them.
Therefore, the followers of the God of Destiny and Creation are growing exponentially every day.
There are too many slaves and generals in foreign lands, like ants.
This is an extremely large group that is easily overlooked.
According to Tuoba Yu's calculations.
Up to now, there are more than [-] million believers who devoutly believe in the God of Destiny and Creation.
And the creatures who have practiced the Dao Heart Seed Magic Art are about to reach the tens of millions level.
In addition, there are the blood spirit royal family, the green ghost royal family, the sword arm Shura family and other royal families who were surrendered by Jun Xiaoyao in the previous war.
Now he is also believing in the god of fate and creation.
Plus the Ice Spirit Royal Family and other forces.
Faith has begun to spread among those bottom-ranked royal families.
Jun Xiaoyao can feel that every day in the inner universe, the power of faith is multiplying and skyrocketing.
It has even gathered into a vast sea of faith!
The golden, shining sea of faith swayed in the void of the inner universe, setting off huge waves.
It can be said that if this sea of faith is seen by immortal great religions such as the Holy Quran or the Western Heaven, they will definitely be envious.
After all, the power of faith is the cornerstone of these immortal great religions.
In the middle of the sea of faith is the seed of faith.
The current seed of faith, like the sun, exudes a bright and dazzling brilliance.
But Jun Xiaoyao didn't have time to take care of it.
Because now, he is using the soul book to break through the bottleneck of the third immortal scripture, and to condense the soul of the future.
In Jun Xiaoyao's mind, there are three flowers of the Great Dao, representing the past, present, and future respectively.
On the flowers of the past and the flowers of the present, there are two lifelike villains sitting cross-legged, like a miniature version of Jun Xiaoyao.
It is the soul of the past and the soul of the present.
And the soul of the third generation is still short of the soul of the future.
This is also the most difficult soul to condense.
Even with Jun Xiaoyao's monstrous talent, it is very difficult to condense it without the great opportunity of the soul book.
But now, with the soul book, Jun Xiaoyao is ready to make a breakthrough in one fell swoop.
Rumble!
In Jun Xiaoyao's mind, if he wants to open up the world.
The power of the massive primordial spirit surged like a tide.
The Yuanshen level is divided into ordinary level, peerless level, extraordinary level, infinite level, constant sand level, empty robbery level, immortal level, and liberation level.
Jun Xiaoyao's original Yuanshen level was at the infinite level.
Even in Supreme, it is already an extremely high level.
Now, his primordial power is skyrocketing.
In the end, the sea of souls was about to boil, and the light of the primordial spirit shone like a great sun.
Jun Xiaoyao's Yuanshen level has reached the infinite level of Dzogchen.
This is already the absolute limit that he can cultivate in this supreme realm.
Further up is the Hengsha class.
In one thought, the primordial spirit is as vast as the sands of the Ganges River.
Originally, the primordial spirit was relatively fragile compared to the physical body.
But if it reaches the Hengsha level, it will be extremely difficult to completely kill the primordial spirit.
With one thought, the primordial spirit scattered like the sands of the Ganges River, and it was not easy to kill them completely.
But as long as there is a little soul left, it can be recovered.
It can be said that there are not many such Hengsha-level primordial spirits in the Supreme Seventh Realm.
"It's okay. When the cultivation base rises in the future and breaks through the Hengsha class, it will be a matter of course. The most important thing right now is the future soul."
Jun Xiaoyao held his breath and concentrated.
Begin to use the power of the primordial spirit of the immeasurable Dzogchen level to gather the future primordial spirit.
In Jun Xiaoyao's mind, there are scenes of lightning, thunder and burning flames.
This is extremely scary.
You know, Yuanshen is also called Yinshen, which belongs to Yin.
What he fears the most is thunder, flames, and the power of the sun.
As a result, now, in Jun Xiaoyao's mind, there is a scene of thunder flashing and the sea of fire.
For Yuanshen, it was a fatal blow.
Jun Xiaoyao's past Yuanshen and present Yuanshen are shining brightly, like two young gods, sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras.
The soul of the third generation was brought to the extreme by Jun Xiaoyao.
This kind of catastrophe is almost certain to die for other Tianjiao of the same generation.
It is impossible for Yuanshen to survive this thunder and fire catastrophe.
But for Jun Xiaoyao, this is a kind of tempering.
Refinement into steel, completely transforming one's soul.
Progressively……
On that future flower, misty mist began to flow.
A little light begins to conceive in it, to shine.
That is the light that belongs to the future soul.
Jun Xiaoyao held his breath even more, focusing on the light of the future.
Suddenly, he seemed to see some fragmented scenes through that bit of future light.
In that fragmented scene.
The sky will not be the sky.
forever.
Everything is broken.
The blood river formed by the fall of endless beings flows in the universe.
Thousands of bones, floating corpses everywhere.
Jun Xiaoyao also saw that some of the land in the fairyland was smashed and split into many small pieces.
There are even huge corpses floating in the universe, exuding the aftermath of being close to the emperor.
That is the corpse of the quasi-emperor!
Seeing this corner of the scene, even if the heart is as indifferent as Jun Xiaoyao, he is slightly surprised.
The fairy land is broken!
The corpse of the quasi-emperor is drifting in the universe!
Hundreds of millions of sentient beings shed blood!
It was a scene of doom!
"what's going on?"
The scene of these fragments was beyond Jun Xiaoyao's expectation.
"Could it be a war between the two worlds, and the foreign land broke through the border?"
Jun Xiaoyao is trying to figure it out.
The concentration of the soul of the future actually gave him a glimpse of the future!
"No, no..."
Jun Xiaoyao always felt that something was wrong.
That kind of catastrophe and turmoil did not seem to be a foreign invasion.
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao suddenly froze his mind.
Because he saw a familiar figure in a corner of the future fragments.
The blood-stained beauty in white laughs!
Jiang Shengyi!
Jiang Shengyi's eyes were sad, and he looked this way with infinite nostalgia.
It was as if he was looking at him through time and space between the present and the future.
"Xiaoyao, if it's for you, I will."
"Let me be stupid this time..."
As Jiang Shengyi said, a jade hand pressed on his chest.
The figure turned into a little rain of light, as if it had become a feather.
A throbbing heart, entangled with endless celestial brilliance, was taken out by Jiang Shengyi himself.
Every time the heart beats, it vibrates the countless rules of the universe.
Twelve Apertures Immortal Heart!
(End of this chapter)